Poison Doctor Prince Concubine

Chapter 232

"Of course, how could I feel at ease when your mother married that bastard An Bonian? Although I promised your mother not to disturb her life any more, I still secretly sent someone into the Shangshu's mansion. Secretly and quietly inquire about your mother's every move in the Shangshu Mansion."

"In fact, my uneasiness was right. An Bonian slapped your mother on the day of the wedding and walked away with a wave of his sleeves. The next day, An Bonian personally apologized to your mother. At that time you Mother knew what An Bonian's purpose was, so she wrote a letter back to Xu's house, which was a letter of severance, a letter of severance to sever the relationship between father and daughter and remove her from the Xu family."

"Then what happened later? After my cheap father found out, did he just torment my mother in every possible way?"

An Qingran's memory started from the age of three, and there was no memory before the age of three.

Those past events were told by the nanny beside her mother. Some of those things are true, and some of them may not even know the truth.

"That's right, ever since An Bonian knew that your mother had severed ties with the Xu family and was expelled from the family, his attitude changed drastically, and he tossed your mother in different ways every day. Fortunately, the people I sent in were useful. Relieved for your mother."

"But it's impossible to help a few times just like this. Once that bastard An Bonian knew that your mother was useless, he let his wife, Mrs. Xue, torment your mother. Your mother's life is worse than that of Huanglian every day." Bitter, but your mother survived those days."

"And after I knew the news, I wished I could rush into Shangshu's mansion to kill An Bonian, but when I thought of your mother's warning to me, I was afraid that she would really seek death because of it, so I didn't dare to do it impulsively for her. .Later, when your mother had you, An Bo Nian finally stopped tormenting and let your mother live a peaceful life. "

Murongcheng hated him at that time, he couldn't help Xuan'er at all, he could only let her suffer in that wolf's den, thinking of her past self.

As soon as Murong Cheng exerted his strength, the armrest of the chair under his palm suddenly turned into a pile of sawdust.

Seeing that he lost his composure in front of An Qingran, Murong Cheng immediately restrained his expression.

"Son, I'm sorry to scare you."

"It's okay, I came to the door today, and it's a bit presumptuous to ask about these past events, so I hope Marquis Ding Bei will not blame you."

"How could I blame you? I have no right to blame you." Murong Cheng muttered to himself.

"Marquis of Dingbei, what are you talking about?" An Qingran couldn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing. I'm talking about what happened later. Later, your aunt Jinluan got the news from somewhere. After disappearing for a long time, she suddenly returned to the capital, and then went to find your mother and made a big fuss."

"Later when she came to see me, she looked cold and stern, and her words seemed to be apologetic for me. I knew she had misunderstood your mother, so I told her the truth of the matter."

"After hearing this, she decided to help me reunite with your mother. A few days later, she told me the good news that your mother agreed to go far away with me, but she would take the newborn baby, which is you An Qingran."

"Naturally, I didn't hesitate, and I agreed to your mother's request immediately, and waited to fly away with your mother that night. But, I never thought that things would turn out like that in the end. If I had known that Xuan'er would be like this that night If I die, I would rather never ask her to go with me in my life."

When Murong Cheng said this, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped him on the forehead.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault that I wanted to take her away, but forced her to a dead end."

"Uncle Murong, don't be like this, self-blaming is useless. If possible, I hope I can clearly understand what happened the night before my mother died."

An Qingran comforted Murong Cheng.

"That night, that night—"

Murong Cheng's lips trembled, as if he couldn't say anything.

"Uncle Murong, you can calm down and think carefully before you speak. Take your time, don't be in such a hurry, I have a whole day to wait here."

She came here to prove the truth.

So if Murong Cheng is so excited, it will affect her judgment on the events that happened that year.

Therefore, to be on the safe side, An Qingran still hoped that Murong Cheng would adjust his mood before speaking.

When Murong Cheng heard An Qingran call him Uncle Murong, he was stunned.

He seemed a little unable to believe his ears.

"Son, what did you call me just now?"

"Uncle Murong." An Qingran told Murong Cheng with certainty.

"Don't you hate me? Didn't you come to avenge your mother?"

After all, if it wasn't for him, Xuan'er wouldn't have died back then, wouldn't she?
Only then did An Qingran realize that Murong Cheng had misunderstood her intention of coming.

She didn't come here to seek revenge on Murong Cheng, but to confirm whether her suspicion was right.

"Uncle Murong, you misunderstood. My mother's death was not your fault, so I will not randomly choose someone to avenge my mother. If I want revenge, I must find the real culprit to avenge my mother. Isn't it?"

"Wait a minute, kid, what did you just say? What is the real culprit? Your mother obviously committed suicide by hanging herself. Of course, if it wasn't for me, your mother wouldn't have thought of committing suicide."

Murong Cheng was obviously surprised that An Qingran would say that, but An Qingran looked at Murong Cheng inexplicably.

"Uncle Murong, if my mother really committed suicide, then you are not the only one responsible, and my aunt Jinluan should bear the greatest responsibility. According to what you said, these things happened after my aunt returned to Beijing. It will happen, so all the responsibilities should be borne by my aunt, isn't it?"

"No, no, your aunt is right. It's my fault. It's all on me. Everything your aunt did was to help me achieve my wish. She's not wrong. It's all on me."

Murong Cheng had already killed one Xu Jinxuan in his life, so how could he kill another woman who loved him.

It was all his fault, if not for him, Jinxuan would not have died, and Jinluan would not have disappeared.

The Xu family lost two daughters in a row, and it was all his fault, Murong Cheng.

"Uncle Murong, from what you say, it seems that you have some affection for my aunt."

To be honest, for a good man like Murong Cheng, it's not surprising that her mother and aunt fell in love with him at the same time.

If you find your aunt, and if Murong Cheng doesn't object, if you make the two of them together, maybe both Murong Cheng and your aunt can live a better life in their later years.

An Qingran thought about Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, and Murong Cheng hurriedly said: "Son, you misunderstood, you must not say that, it will ruin your aunt's innocence. Also, I always I only have affection for your mother, and only respect for your aunt, I hope you don't misunderstand my child."

Well, it seems that this matter is not that simple to plan.

This Murong Cheng's infatuation made An Qingran moved and saddened.

Mother, mother, it would be great if you lived in this world, even if you and Murong Cheng lived in secret, even if mother and daughter never see each other again in this life.

An Qingran would rather hope for that ending, an ending where her mother and Murong Cheng live happily ever after.

It's a pity that she wished too much.

Even if my aunt looks exactly the same as my mother, this Murong Cheng has no meaning at all, and he doesn't even have the idea of ​​finding a substitute as a companion, so it's really blind to such a good man.

Are you sure that Beihou, a master with great military exploits, will not even have a person to inherit the incense in the future, and will not even have a person to throw a basin for him after his death, is it too pitiful?

"Son, why are you staring at me like this? Do you not believe what I just said? I, Murong Cheng, can swear to the sky."

"No, don't swear, I didn't mean to disbelieve Uncle Murong, I just feel sorry for you. A man like you deserves a woman to take care of him."

"Of course, if there should be such a woman, I certainly hope it's my aunt."

The pain of the three people, if they can succeed in the end, I believe my mother will be able to smile under the nine springs.

She thought that a person like her mother would never want Murong Cheng and his aunt to live in such a pitiful and lonely life for the rest of their lives.

But Murong Cheng's attitude was resolute, and he didn't mean it at all.

"Son, I understand what you mean, but the only woman I like in this life is your mother, and there will be no other people. Besides, I am not as miserable as you said, holding good memories of the past with your mother To be alive is also a kind of happiness.”

"You won't understand this. Although it is a painful memory in the end, it is also a part of me and your mother. Although I suffer pain, I also enjoy that happiness."

Speaking of this, Murong Cheng said one more thing.

"What's more, I still have brothers. The Dingbeihou Mansion will not cut off the incense. My brother's son is also the son of my Murongcheng. When the time comes, it will be fine to adopt one to inherit the Dingbeihou Mansion. So, child, you don't have to Worried that no one will take care of my funeral."

When Murong Cheng said this, An Qingran felt a little embarrassed.

She felt that she was indeed troublesome.

In his heart, there is no room for any woman except for the position of mother.

Even if that person is a twin sister with the mother and has the same appearance, but in Murong City, the feelings are pure and there is no room for impurities.

Perhaps, in her opinion, it is a pity that he will be alone for the rest of his life.

But in his opinion, maybe living a lifetime with good memories of his mother is the happiest thing.

Of course, after talking about this with Murong Cheng, An Qingran felt that his mood had been adjusted to the point that she could start to enter the question.

(End of this chapter)